Stick Em lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Stick Em lyrics * This is the part when we- This is the part This is the part when we- (what s up? - when we get em) (Cha Cha niggaz) this is the part (when we stick em) (Rocket) this is the when we- (when we switch em - flat line) This is the part (when we ditch em) This is the part when we- (when we get em baby) (Holla at me) lets go! This is how I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (yo Cha) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (Cha, hold on Cha) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (wait a minute Cha, wait till the beat drop) I get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em (show em how we hit em Cha) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (uh huh) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (hot shit) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (pump this in your Jeep motherfuckers!) I get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em [Verse one: Cha Cha] I {*gun noise*} stick em I - IIIII flick em Shit em and switch em, that s how I - IIIII ditch em Keys in the ignition, bounce get missin WE DON T DO COMITMENTS (holla) Hit the club, back to my mission Same type of sippin , niggas ain t no different It s easy pimpin if you see us in it Four Jeeps get (???????) It s gold and white labels, no brads at this table Yellow and green bottles, you know what that mean? y allin Know you got to drop if you cop a skwat This shit goes no further then the parking lot Burns a tab (???????) back to your pad Be lucky if a broad drop you mad to the lab After that we stab, look backwards and laugh take a bottle in the air Two fingers, that s how a playa bounce [Hook: Cha Cha: "this is how" (repeat 11X) with minor variations] (That s how I stick em babe) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em, I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em I get em (uh huun) I stick em I switch em I ditch em (that s how I stick em babe) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em, I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em I get em (uh huun) I stick em I switch em I ditch em (that s how I stick em babe) [Verse two: Cha Cha] You might ketch me in Bahamas, when I m loungin wit him Tell him bring the Condoms wit him, like he gon hit em Know I always liein a little, bullshit him Tell his ass lye on the pillow, let him feel em Pop dom wit him, and roll up (?) wit him Create bonds wit him, but I don t wined up wit him I just stack my cake, hair back to the states Know it s two case, like "Oh yea, by the way..." I M A HUSLA BABE And you just got played Thanks for the trip, I just got payed That s what you get, tryin a hotel Sees-po-lease I tax for the stress when it s (?) to invest Wynnin , we kissin (?) Why we can t undress? That s when I lie "It s not you, it s the PMS" I reverse the game You should rehearse the same I always dig at your nollage So I dig at your wallets This is how [Hook] X2 [Verse three: Cha Cha] These niggers deserve Oscars, better yet Grammies They all sing the same damn song for the panties From Mike, Donald and Danny, down in Miami To Nate from Pinstate Even California Randy And DJ like (?) from New York and L.A. He from around D.C. but be in V.A. So, from Cha-City to Detroit Rock City They all say the same lines (???????) Get it [Hook] 2X           [Cha Cha] "C.-C-H-A"(repeat until fades) Cha Cha None stop Uh huh RockHead, drop that beat Uh. . make these motherfuckas breath to it {breaths deeply} Yea I like that Lets go Uh huh 2010 Uh huh Hot shit Hot shit Hot shit Hot shit song lyrics